Don't Like Goodbye
Old Man in the Park
Sunday afternoon of many years gone by
Dressed in his best beneath overcast sky
Alone in the world he seeks an ally
Because even the old don't like goodbye
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Three wheels to the world will comply
Give him wings to his feet on to fly
Freedom from loneliness in supply
Because even the old don't like goodbye
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Dapper, his hat on, does not misapply
Intention of heart as he waves the nearby
Dandy old salt seasoned a little bit shy
Yeah, even the old don't like goodbye
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His time in the park less by a far cry
He tires quickly yet refuses a standby
Hours pass without effort, the years sly
And even the old don't like goodbye
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I paint him a picture I give with a sigh
The memory of him, his will to defy
Time immemorial where he will not die
Because even the old don't like goodbye
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